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As you have probably guessed, I do not own Hetalia. I never will.
"This is a nightmare. If only I hadn't been so stupid, maybe I would have stayed with the others,"
Romano looked over his shoulder. The old italian streets were empty. Dark shadows stretched over the ground. There was a thickness to the air. Nobody was following him...
... But he still felt like he was being watched.
He shivered and pulled on his coat. Shaking his head, he continued walking. That jerk is right. I'm just paranoid, Romano thought. He was Romano, Southern Italy. Nobody would dare to attack him...
... would they?
The last thing he saw was the welcoming light of his home in the distance.
